Ishq Wala Love❣️❤️

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Its been a month since their marriage and Mehreen was sure that her life couldn't get anymore worst than it already is.

She had always been a hopelessly romantic girl and wanted a husband who would love her always. But instead she got one who didn't want anything to do with her.

He did not even want to consider her his wife in front of the world.

Half of the day she spent in the college trying to avoid him. Not letting his actions to her heart but the way he did not even look at her and would always embrace some or the other girl in front of her made her heart shatter.

Whatever may be he was her husband now and he should at least respect their relationship.

Rest of the day she spends with her family who never left a chance to treat her like the princess she is.

This thing irritated and frustrated Rehaan a lot. He thought that she destroyed her life by bounding him to her and now everyone considers her a princess.

While he cannot even complain to his own family.

He purposely sits close to other girls near her and the moment she leaves he too gets away.

His ego and his anger were taking a toll on him and Vinay was taking full advantage of it. He was instigating Rehaan against Mehreen every chance he got.

Like right now.

"I don't understand what to do Vinay. That woman drives me crazy. Mai pagal ho jaaunga ab."

(I will go crazy.)

Rehaan grumbled and Vinay smirked keeping his hand on his shoulder.

"Tu usse badla chahta hai na? Teri zindagi kharab krne ke liye?"

(You want to take revenge? For destroying your life?)

Rehaan looked at him and nodded slightly.

"Usko sabke saamne toh beizzat kr dia ab private mai krne ki baari hai mere dost."

(You humiliated in public now its time to do it in private.)

Rehaan frowned and asked.

"Matlab?"

(Means?)

"Matlab mere bhole dost. Biwi hai ab wo teri. You have a legal right on her now. Tu jo chahe wo kr skta hai uske saath. Jo chahe wo aur jaise chahe waise!"

(Means my innocent friend. She is your wife now. You can do anything you want with her. Anything you want and howsoever you want!)

Vinay said emphazizing on 'Jo chahe wo'.

Rehaan understood what he meant and his eyes widened.

"No way I am going anywhere near that woman. Also mai apna first time kisi special ke saath chahta hu."

(I want my first time with someone special.)

Rehaan said Vinay almost scowled.

"Bhai mere tujhe badla chahiye ya nahi?"

(Do you want revenge or not?)

Rehaan nodded and said.

"Lekin agar usne mana kr dia toh?"

(But what if she denies?)

"Aise kaise mana kr skti hai. Its your right. Husband hai tu uska."

(How can she? You are her husband.)

He said with an evil smirk and Rehaan too nodded smiling deviously. Vinay chuckled knowing his work was done.

After two days Rehaan had finally made his mind that he was going to do what Vinay had asked him to.

His hatred for her boosted his actions.

Mehreen was in their room sitting in one corner of the bed with her books.

She saw Rehaan enter. Their eyes locked with each other.

Rehaan stopped at the end of the bed facing her and started unbuttoning his shirt. Mehreen's eyes widened and she gasped when he removed his shirt.

She got up and started leaving thinking he was changing. He caught her midway and pulled her in.

She looked at him wide eyed and he asked.

"Kaha jaa rhi ho?"

(Where are you going?)

"Wo- aap-aap change kr rhe hai."

(You-you are changing.)

She said lowering her eyes from his chest. He moved his hands on her arms and she shivered looking at him.

"K-kya kr rhe hai Rehaan?"

(What are you doing Rehaan?)

He did not reply and planted his lips on her neck making her gasp.

"R-Rehaan?"

"I need you Mehreen."

He whispered and put his lips back on her neck. She shuddered and tried pushing him back but he held her tighter.

"Mai-mai ready nhi hu."

(I am not ready.)

He pulled back and said.

"Majazi khuda hu mai tumhara Mehreen. Haq hai ye mera."

(I am your husband. This is my right.)

She gulped and repeated her statement.

"Lekin mai- taiyar nhi hu."

(But I am not ready.)

"Tum apne majazi khuda ko uska haq mana kr rhi ho. Tumhare Allah maaf kr denge tumhe?"

(You are denying your husband her right. Will you Allah forgive you now?)

He mocked her and she stilled. He was right. He had this right on her. And he had every right to claim it.

Rehaan smirked seeing her reaction knowing he had hit the spot.

*Mature content ahead*

He started opening the buttons of her button-down kurti.

She stayed still letting him do whatever he wanted to.

Her kurti fell on the floor and he started kissing her collarbones while his hands unhooked her bra.

She closed her eyes when he placed his lips on her chest teasing her skin with his teeth.

He pushed her back on the bed and got top of her roughly.

He pulled her leggings down and ripped her panties off. She gasped and opened her eyes to see him stripping out of his pants and boxers.

He positioned himself near her entrance.

"Rehaan please aaram-Aah!"

She shouted in pain when he entered her roughly. Tears sprang in her eyes.

"Rehaan! Please! It hurts! Give me some time please!"

She kept asking him but in vain. He was thrusting in her with a pace that was painful.

At one point she felt numb with pain and shouted hissing and crying. She just lay there letting him do everything to her.

She did not feel any pain. She did not feel any pleasure. She was numb.

Some time later she felt him release inside her. He pulled out and cleaned himself off his cum and her blood.

He turned his back to her and slept off almost immediately.

She clutched the sheets close to her chest covering herself and slowly tears began to flow down her eyes.

She thought that her life couldn't get any worse than that. She was wrong.

That night yet again she cried herself to sleep. Crying at her fate. At her life. At herself.
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